Odd as it may seem, I am my remembering self, and the experiencing self, who does my living, is like a stranger to me.

In sandy soil, when deep you delve, you reach the springs below; The more you learn, the freer streams of wisdom flow.

Old love, middle love, the kind of love that knows itself and knows that nothing lasts, is a desperate shared wildness.

God, he was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.

Maybe the secret to continued success is as simple as knowing that your past successes could be done so much better now.

The natural consequence of being connected to the depth, what I call the soul, or your essence, is the attribute of joy.

Love is something I know all about. Not from experience, but from quizzing numerous hookers about their chosen industry.

Once in a while it really hits people that they don't have to experience the world in the way they have been told to.

Within each of us, there is time. Time as vast as the universe. And when we experience that time, we remember who we are.

One learns from books and example only that certain things can be done. Actual learning requires that you do those things.

Ich bin auf Erfahrungen angewiesen, die ich nicht begrifflich fassen kann, die mich hilflos machen und von daher narrativ.

One who be armed with positive force energy may repell negative daggers, walk through the wilderness - and live to tell it.

I can't imagine it's easy to like someone, hate them, and then lose them before any of those feelings are resolved.

I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.

When I was a child I truly loved:Unthinking love as calm and deepAs the North Sea. But I have lived,And now I do not sleep.